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Life isn't easy. Nothing in life is fair there is pain , suffering , lost , fear , greed and hate. Many people have known the hard ship of life and Lucas had his fair share of it. Abuse and tormented by his parents Lucas escapes the gras...
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I slowly open my eyes to see a bright white light weighing heavily on my eyelids causing me to squint my eyes to try adjust to the brightness. Where am I? Am I in heaven cause Lord Jesus I'm happy no more Timothy and Jacqueline in my life causing me pain and stuttering this is my easy way out, my one way ticket to freedom.
"Hey there I see that your awake, how are you ? Are you well". I heard a soft yet rasp voice came from the left side of me. I slowly got up to see sadly I wasn't in heaven but in a big fancy looking bedroom...... what in the name of the gay lords is going on here. I gently push off the cream coloured bed spread off me to see my bare chest out with bandages covering up my enter upper half.
I turned my head slightly to match the voice with the person, to see a very handsome man with medium length brown hair which had an undercut with blonde highlights, slender green eyes which were bright and intimidating, his shrape jawline with pink pouted lips. He's the definition of a Greek god, a weebtoon character, what was his parents doing on that specific night.... God sure has favorites, wait who is he and were am I?.
"U-um who are y-you and where the h-hell am I". I stutter out feeling blood rushing through my cheeks. He just gave me a warm hearted smile which made my heart flutter pluse.
"I'm sorry for any fright I caused you, your in my house specifically my bedroom. I helped you out last night when you passed out from blood loss. I called my personally doctor to treat you and get you some pain killers. Dr. Skyler-lee said you have severe injuries such as cuts, old broken bones which look as if it wasn't treated with proper care, scars and a lot of bruises which may have been caused by abuse". His voice drop and spoke softly as he said the last part. His gaze didn't left me, his jaw were clinch together tightly as if he was holding back something.
He's a really nice person for getting someone to look after me and talking to me nicely and treating me as if I was a long last friend of his. I sigh and spoke softly as if there were a lot of people in this room apart from us.
"Yeah the scars and every thing were cause by abuse. My family is very poor and my parents are dead beats they party all day all night so when drugs and alcohol didn't ease their problems up they would usually take their anger and frustration out on me. Most time I'm glad I didn't have sibling(s) cause I wouldn't want them to go through the pain and stuttering I've been through". I don't know why I'm telling this guy everything but I feel like I can trust him, he did save me this is the least I can actually tell him. He got up from his chair and came over to me and hugged me lightly and pat my head.
I was surprise by his actions but held on to him and due to every thing that happened I just start to cry it out like a little baby. I feel safe, like everything will get better. He helped me and if he needs help I will willingly help him no doubt.
He pulled back and stood up straight and smiled at me. "I'm Alistair Greene nice to meet you and your name is?" he asked holding out his hand.
"Nice to meet you Alistair, I really love your name. Im Lucas Davidson thank you very much for assisting me with my injuries I'm great ful that I have meet some one like you". I blush heavily and shook his hand, my hands are so small and fragile compare to his strong big hands. His hand could probably cover my entire face. I heard a deep chuckle I look up at Alistair to see him grinning.
"You're so cute and tiny like a little baby I just want to eat you up" he slapped his hand over his mouth noticing what he said and we were both blushing.
"I didn't mean it in that way I meant in a cute like way omg i sound like a pedophile your probably fifteen, I swear I'm not hitting on you I didn't mean it in a perverted way Lucas" he ramble on and on I could see he wanted to crawl in a whole die from embarrassment.
"Im not fifteen I'm actually nineteen don't let my small frame fool you mister and your not a pedo, I understood what you meant I just have a dirty mind from time to time its all good calm down man. I think you're gonna over heat your bright red". I rest my hand on his shoulder and laugh out he look so mortified.
"Your fucking nineteen you look like a damn baby stop lying, are you sure that my eyes aren't playing tricks on me, is this a damn joke" he partially shouted out in disbelief. I understood why his reaction is like this. I'm 5'5 and look like a string bean fresh off a damn farm, I'm skinny and short. So many have mistaken my age base on appearance most times it's irritating but in this case I fully understand his reaction.
"Hehe I told you don't let my small frame fool you Alistair".
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